Some days, I really wish I could disappear into a video game/book/movie, 'cause life just isn't exciting enough. And sure, it's a lot more dangerous, but what's a life-threatening situation in comparison to an adventure?
In other news, I picked up my Da from the airport today. I got lost, but, as my Da said, "then you got found!" He really is made of awesome. The awesome must run in the family.
Earlier I was watching
Fullmetal Alchemist and jeez, that show is
sad. I'd forgotten how utterly depressing and heart wrenching it is. It was that one episode where the alchemist transmutates his daughter into a chimera.
And is fine with it. Then the scarred dude puts poor Nina out of her misery and constant pain, while feeling horribly guilty and confused. And now I'm sad. Could you tell by my writing? Hm. Perhaps I should use this sadness to write a depressing camacake story, with something bad happening to Calyx. Me, masochistic? lies. /sarcasm, if you couldn't tell.
Oh yeah, I also got a new game.
Valhalla Knights: Eldar Saga. 'Tis an RPG, and quite fun, if a little annoying at times.